Page 15 of Mr. Devereaux


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I click my phone to lock it and shove it back in my pocket.

“Almost done, sir,” George says. “Just a few more moments.”

This whole thing is ridiculous.

Just as I’m thinking it, the group text chat with my best friends pops up.

Devon

Hey, numb nuts. How’s the suit fitting going?

I take a sharp intake of breath. Why is everyone so fucking nosy?

Me

As good as to be expected

Zane

He enjoys having his nuts brushed by old dudes

Me

Fuck off

Devon

?? trying to eat here

Zane

You pop that chicks cherry yet, A?

Today is not the fucking day for fifty questions. I already got a grilling from my mother.

Me

What chick would that be? There’s been too many

A lie of course, and my balls know it.

Zane

That’s a no then

Devon

Leave him alone. He can’t help that he’s getting older, and we all know what that means…

Me

If it’s something to do with my penis shrivelling up, don’t bother. I already got the memo… and the photos to match.

Zane

Which is why we need to organise something special for your birthday

Me

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